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Valhalla awaits for me
To fight a battle led by Odin
Far greater than what this world has seen
I am destine for the halls of the slain
The northmen
By A.R.T
The came from the sea,the northmen of old.
They came with their axes and runes.
Sea of the serpent
By A.R.T
We travel the sea of the serpent
Jormungand waiting to swallow the world
O Bearserker of old
By A.R.T
Oh’ bearserker of old,where have gone,
You fought in battle on the bridge .
Out of Valhalla,
walking on soil,
sailing the sea,
child of Medusa,
how hard you shall toil...
whichever path you taketh you shall never be free.
